On the Petals of a Flower, I found something that does not belong to me

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For those who fight alone.

 After eating, I fell asleep again. When I woke up it was already night.

 I got up with difficulty. My whole body ached and I felt needles piercing me everywhere. My leg throbbed and I felt numb.

 I looked around. There was no one around.

 I sighed and closed my eyes. Then I opened them with determination.

 I got the same position I had when I was at home. I took my cell phone out of my pocket and opened it. Jiang Cheng's picture reappeared. This time, instead of laughing, I grimaced.

 I looked at it and then I looked at the plain outside, where the moonlight reflected on it.

 And I tried to concentrate.

 A little more... a little more.... A little more to concentrate....

 I growled and threw my cell phone on the bed.

 Why? Why didn't it work? Why didn't I go back to my house?

 In frenzy, I got up and started looking everywhere, throwing what I was finding around me. I searched for a hole like a portal again, as in the beginning. Inside the cupboards, under the bed and finally out in the yard, after I grabbed my cell phone at the last minute.

 My knees bent and I fell on the cool grass. I put my head in my hands. And I cried. I cried silently. This time I didn't keep anything inside me. Anything.

 In the end, they were right. I wouldn't find anything here. I would not return home like that. I had no other ideas anymore. And no more patience.

 I was tired. I just wanted to go home.

 I was just tired.

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 The events that actually take place in reality, even if you are in another world, especially if you are probably a forgotten invalid character, are not what you imagine and what they show in the movies.

 No one will come to comfort you when you cry. To save you before you fall down. To listen to you and to accompany you. To share the pain with you.

 Somehow, with this thought in my consciousness, I lifted my heavy body off the grass and made my way home with heavy steps and a heavy heart.

Shreek!

 My head is up. I looked at the house. A figure appeared in the window of the house.

 It was a man. But his eyes were white. And they nailed me as if there was no tomorrow.

 Damn it. Were these other monsters, but of a different kind?

 I turned and ran to the forest.

 The door of the house opened loudly and screams reached my ears.

 I slowly cursed my luck. My eyes filled with tears. The screams were getting closer and closer.

 Something heavy fell on me and threw me to the ground. My body and that of the monster became one, as we plunged into the forest.

 I kicked and groaned with all my might. The monster did the same with greater force. Then it grabbed my wrist.

Crack.

 I gasped. My jaw dropped, but I could not cry. I couldn't speak because of the pain.

 The monster attacked me again.

 I fell to the side and avoided the blow. I begged someone inside me to come. I envisioned someone coming and saving me.

 But that moment never arrived. The helping hand never reached me.

 The hand that reached me instead, was of the monster, as it grabbed me by my wounded leg.

 I got up and kicked. I grabbed its bald head with my hands and pulled its head back. The monster didn't seem to feel pain.

 It looked like a human. But he was not human.

 Like me. I was no longer human. For my survival, I had become a beast.

 I screamed and hit, as with the previous monster, my head on its head.

 The monster stopped screaming. As soon as I finished, it turned its head towards me.

Shit.

 I crawled to the floor and got up on all fours. I went like this for a few meters, before it threw me down again.

 I struggled to escape. The monster opened its mouth and saliva with blood fell on my face. I turned my head to the right and tried to catch anything was around me. My hand grabbed a stone and my fingernails scratched it. I stretched my arm as hard as I could, as the monster slowly pierced its own in my stomach.

 I held my cries and shook my head to make the blur from the tears into my eyes go away.

 I grabbed the stone in my hand and hit the monster with all the force I had left, on the head with the stone.

One, two, three, four, five...

 The monster fell to the side, but I didn't stop. I went and sat on it. With my hand that was not broken, I grabbed the stone better.

 And I kept hitting the monster.

 Until its face could not be identified.

 When I realized what I had done, the stone slipped and fell from my hands.

 And my body fell on the monster's.